Jessie was a teacher when a camera changed her life: while traditional women were content with being wives, she used her sharp eye and ability to hustle, ignoring constraints of corset and bustle, to seek the newsworthy and documentary. Instead of portraits of well-bred young women, she photographed a murder trial, slums and local prison. […]
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Locked
Padlocked by passion, she worshipped no more relics, gathered no hair, brewed no potions, no more rituals or spells, no wax figures, no toads stuck with thorns – just a love lock carved with initials, a symbol of fidelity and, thrown into the depths of the river, the key: heavy metal to weigh down hopeless […]
Shell
it coils around a spiral illuminated with a mother of pearl shimmer a vertiginous seduction into the sea’s ear cast away like an ech- o Kim M. Russell, 1st September 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini Challenge: Camera FLASH! also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry Kerry says that this […]
Ash Blooms
He extinguished his cigarette in her unfinished glass of gin – the ash rose to the surface, broke the meniscus and bloomed into grey flowers that reeked of tobacco. She paid the waitress and walked out of the door, leaving him with the smoky bouquet. Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2018 My response to Imaginary […]
Morning
Light like fresh linen breezes into morning, pours its luminescence through lacy blinds and splashes sparkles on a sleep-creased face. It’s a dawn blessing, a tea and toast embrace, and a kiss goodbye to night. Kim M. Russell, 7th July 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! also linked to Poets United […]
Under the Eye of the Clock
Springtime in Paris is here again and all along the banks of the Seine artists are unpacking chalks and oils, canvases, water colours, and easels, ignored by preoccupied passers-by and unaware of the all-seeing eye of the Académie Française clock. Above every one of its ticks and tocks, it’s listening for foreign impurity on the […]
Decadence
Through shades of monochrome aureate decadence glimmers: feathered turban shimmers; richly embroidered sleeve and shoulder spark white and grey, a hint of gold. But her eyes are hidden embers, cold, old. Kim M. Russell, 5th May 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose […]
Alphabet Shadows
There was no ABC, nothing in between those hopeful letters and the finality of XYZ. Just shadows of words that could have been. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! ~ The April Edition Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose again with a photographic challenge for […]
Circus in Black and White
The memory is black and white and fading at the edges, glimpsed through a peephole of time. She recalls the creak and scratch of wooden planks and his straw hat, the candy floss awe of the crowd inside, and the flap of canvas above their heads. That’s enough when you can’t afford a ticket but […]
Queen of Fireflies
The flames in her eyes gradually die; small fires still burn in the ice, the diamonds in her crown. Cold comfort for a firefly. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose again with the photographic challenge for January, which comes […]
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